I don't even know.
First and foremost: I am not dead.
(I keep saying this a lot, don't I.)
It shouldn't really surprise anyone who's known me for at least five minutes when I say that I am not a sociable person. I am capable of, at best, on/off socializing that lasts, given the exposure to humanity and lack of sleep, from two weeks to two hours.
There was a con around the time I disappeared last time.
I, and neither the internet I am sure, no longer care to go into details of that affair. I came out of it with my very first cosplay experience ever (with no photos coming out anywhere near good, so you have to take my word for it, which is dubious at best), a week-worth of sleep deprivation, a trollface badge and a load of emotional baggage from my sister dear (and by 'sister dear' I do mean Bhaalspawn-sister-dear).
I have not really drawn, or written, anything from then till today. For my standard I have barely even read anything.
What I have done has been largely related to housework, surveilling pre-instalation work on my sister's new kitchen-to be (the instalation itself is due next week), knitting a Classic Who scarf for silarctaand watching the entire two seasons of Dollhouse in pretty much one go. I... uh... am not a huge fan of Echo. To say the least.
I have also played a lot of Guild Wars, and although I have set myself a relatively simple short-term goals within the game, I have managed to achieve neither so far (and the deadline is suddenly not three months, but two weeks at best). Go figure. Otherwise, oh look tumblr. What's that noise? Sounds like the last shreds of my life, giving up the pointless struggle.
Also, between me and my sister (and by 'between me and my sister' I do mean '2/4 of sanctuary campaign done by me and the rest by my sister'), the Heroes 6 storyline is almost finished. I have stayed rather impressed with the storyline and thus managed to largely overlook the ridiculous boss fights - the angels are seriously OP, trully I wonder how come they lost so many in the wars - and achievements (Achievements? Really, Ubisoft? What is this, a FPOV console shooter?). I almost got over the brutal slimming of the resource list. No not really. What I studiously refuse to swallow, however, are the many bugs that still remain and multiply and calling this a kirin this is not a kirin, this is a kirin, and, as I've said at the beginning, Black Hole Entertainment, I blame you. Bear my frowny face of disapproval. BEAR IT.
Oh goodness gracious, look at all the angry snark. Oops. *gets whip and spiked collar and reins it in*
Right then, something positive.
Uh.
silarctais coming over again in a few days! At the moment I am struggling to be excited about anything, but that is definitely good news. We're going to see the Czech musical version of Pied Piper (there are subtitles) which we both fancy.
And then we'll watch the new Sherlock and Doctor Who episodes and I am saving myself, so if you spoil either I will gut you. The wait is bad enough.
Also, as a point of interest, the upcoming year is the year of Dragon, so I would avoid bearing children, or if you absolutely must, make sure they are not born Capricorn, as well. I mean, look at me. You do not want me for your child. Seriously.
Sooo, uh. That's it! That's three months of my life, right there summed up. Yup. Christmas? What Christmas? Oh, you mean those awkward few days of passive agression? Yeah, I got clothes, booze, hygiene stuff (it is always nice when people imply that you smell and never wash your hair and actually never bothered to get to know you at least a little) and a 22'' LCD monitor, which was mighty fine until I unpacked it and found out it is faulty. Oh, and a cold (thank you, dad), which consequently ruined my plans for new years, so while everyone was out somewhere, I was alone, sick, and bored out of my mind.
Oh look it's the snark again. Ooops.
So, before I make a bigger spectacle of myself, here you go:
Happy New Year, you lot.
Cheers.
(I keep saying this a lot, don't I.)
It shouldn't really surprise anyone who's known me for at least five minutes when I say that I am not a sociable person. I am capable of, at best, on/off socializing that lasts, given the exposure to humanity and lack of sleep, from two weeks to two hours.
There was a con around the time I disappeared last time.
I, and neither the internet I am sure, no longer care to go into details of that affair. I came out of it with my very first cosplay experience ever (with no photos coming out anywhere near good, so you have to take my word for it, which is dubious at best), a week-worth of sleep deprivation, a trollface badge and a load of emotional baggage from my sister dear (and by 'sister dear' I do mean Bhaalspawn-sister-dear).
I have not really drawn, or written, anything from then till today. For my standard I have barely even read anything.
What I have done has been largely related to housework, surveilling pre-instalation work on my sister's new kitchen-to be (the instalation itself is due next week), knitting a Classic Who scarf for silarctaand watching the entire two seasons of Dollhouse in pretty much one go. I... uh... am not a huge fan of Echo. To say the least.
I have also played a lot of Guild Wars, and although I have set myself a relatively simple short-term goals within the game, I have managed to achieve neither so far (and the deadline is suddenly not three months, but two weeks at best). Go figure. Otherwise, oh look tumblr. What's that noise? Sounds like the last shreds of my life, giving up the pointless struggle.
Also, between me and my sister (and by 'between me and my sister' I do mean '2/4 of sanctuary campaign done by me and the rest by my sister'), the Heroes 6 storyline is almost finished. I have stayed rather impressed with the storyline and thus managed to largely overlook the ridiculous boss fights - the angels are seriously OP, trully I wonder how come they lost so many in the wars - and achievements (Achievements? Really, Ubisoft? What is this, a FPOV console shooter?). I almost got over the brutal slimming of the resource list. No not really. What I studiously refuse to swallow, however, are the many bugs that still remain and multiply and calling this a kirin this is not a kirin, this is a kirin, and, as I've said at the beginning, Black Hole Entertainment, I blame you. Bear my frowny face of disapproval. BEAR IT.
Oh goodness gracious, look at all the angry snark. Oops. *gets whip and spiked collar and reins it in*
Right then, something positive.
Uh.
silarctais coming over again in a few days! At the moment I am struggling to be excited about anything, but that is definitely good news. We're going to see the Czech musical version of Pied Piper (there are subtitles) which we both fancy.
And then we'll watch the new Sherlock and Doctor Who episodes and I am saving myself, so if you spoil either I will gut you. The wait is bad enough.
Also, as a point of interest, the upcoming year is the year of Dragon, so I would avoid bearing children, or if you absolutely must, make sure they are not born Capricorn, as well. I mean, look at me. You do not want me for your child. Seriously.
Sooo, uh. That's it! That's three months of my life, right there summed up. Yup. Christmas? What Christmas? Oh, you mean those awkward few days of passive agression? Yeah, I got clothes, booze, hygiene stuff (it is always nice when people imply that you smell and never wash your hair and actually never bothered to get to know you at least a little) and a 22'' LCD monitor, which was mighty fine until I unpacked it and found out it is faulty. Oh, and a cold (thank you, dad), which consequently ruined my plans for new years, so while everyone was out somewhere, I was alone, sick, and bored out of my mind.
Oh look it's the snark again. Ooops.
So, before I make a bigger spectacle of myself, here you go:
Happy New Year, you lot.
Cheers.